Zhao Mengjin stood in the corner of the room brewing tea, occasionally glancing over.
"Gu Nuan, it's been a few years since we last met, hasn't it? You've gained quite a bit of weight." The smile on Gu Zhimin's face naturally seemed a bit stiff.
After all, it's been so many years since the sisters met.
Gu Nuan thought about it, realizing that their meetings had been limited to going back to their grandparents' house for Chinese New Year. Later, she went to school in the city, and Gu Zhimin worked in the city, leaving no time to return home, seeing each other once every few years became the norm.
Looking at this cousin, who was dressed neatly and didn't forget to bring a branded bag, Gu Nuan knew that this cousin probably didn't want to say she was underestimated. She said, "It's been a long time indeed. I heard you got married. I, as the younger sister, should've been the one to drink your wedding wine first."
